Stunning beauty

Chapter 146

On the Mobei battlefield, the night is icy cold.

In the tragic battle, corpses littered the field, including those of monsters and humans.

The cold wind blew past, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air, making people sick.

The cruelty of war is unmistakable.

The soldiers of the Eighth Division of Mobei were brave and good at fighting, blocking most of the demon tide, but they couldn't stop the single powerful monster.

One after another, the big monsters broke through the defense line of the eight soldiers in Mobei, and rushed to the battlefield of the three camps.

The direct consequence is that the pressure from Confucianism, Buddhism, and the Temple of Heavenly Mandate is increasing, and it is about to break through the camp of the three parties.

Especially on the Confucian Sect battlefield, the situation is precarious because it bears the most combat power at the level of the Great Monster.

In a critical moment, in front of the Confucian Sect battlefield, Li Ziye, who was almost exhausted, stood up and blocked all the five big monsters rushing from outside the battlefield.

The aura of the five great monsters join forces, the aura soars to the sky, and the black air flow is like a stormy sea, which makes people shudder.

Li Ziye stood in front of him alone with a sword, even though his body was covered in blood and his hair was dyed red, he never showed any fear.

He knew that he couldn't retreat, otherwise, those fools in the rear would really be over.

Confucianism belongs to him, and he has a deep kindness.

If you don't repay your kindness, you are in vain.

"Brother Li!"

In the middle of the battlefield, Bai Wangyu, who was renewing Chang Yu's life, saw the scene in the distance, his expression was horrified, and he wanted to rush to help, but he couldn't escape for a while.

"Brother Li!"

Not far away, Wen Xiuru also noticed the scene outside the battlefield and was shocked.

This guy doesn't want to die!

"Boy from the Li family!"

On all sides of the battlefield, Faru and Chen Qiaoer, who were fighting the demon king, also saw the shocking scene ahead, and their expressions changed drastically.

In front of the five big demons, Li Ziye looked back at everyone, with a bright smile on his face, and said:

"In the past, I always watched you show off. Today, it's finally my turn!"

The voice reverberating in the night sky was as optimistic and fearless as ever.

The next moment, on the battlefield, an extremely astonishing aura shot up into the sky, like the last light in the dark night, illuminating the entire night sky.

"Flying Immortal Art, rustling just before dawn!"

Thousands of years ago, since the death of the first generation of sword gods, the tricks that have disappeared from the world have now reappeared in the world of mortals.

In an instant, in the night sky, the sound of swords resounded, the sound was ear-piercing, and the sound was thrilling.

The world-shocking move, the sword rises, the cold light shines brightly, Li Ziye's whole body is charged into the sky, his hair is broken, and his black hair dances wildly with the wind.

Above the limit, beyond the limit, this sword shocked the world of mortals.

After a short while, Li Ziye's figure disappeared, and only five afterimages appeared in front of the battlefield. The ear-piercing sound of the sword sounded like thunder, which shocked everyone on the battlefield.

How to describe it, that sword is like a frightening bird. On the battlefields of all sides, the shocking sword light that cuts through the night can be seen from far away.

Everyone's attention, a sword resounding in the world, from today onwards, the sword of the Li family's son will be deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone present.

Before the battlefield of the Confucian School, the afterimages of the five paths vanished into thin air, and after a single strike, the wind was calm and the waves were calm.

Behind the five big monsters, the figure of a young man appeared, and at this moment, the entire battlefield seemed to have fallen silent.

suddenly!

"what!"

Several ear-piercing screams resounded through the night, and the five great monsters were cut off at the waist, blood gushed out, and the eyes of the young man looking back were full of unwillingness and hatred.

Afterwards, the five great demons fell to the wilderness, and the blood of the demons spread rapidly, completely dyeing the earth black.

"Boy from the Li family!"

On the battlefield, Faru, Chen Qiaoer and others looked at the blood-soaked boy in the distance, and their hearts were shocked.

On the other two battlefields, Yan Xiaoyu and Fa Hai saw the scene in front of the Confucian Sect battlefield, their eyes were also full of shock, and they couldn't calm down for a long time.

Such a terrifying Feixian Jue, such a terrifying son of the Li family!

"Uh!"

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Li Ziye's skin cracked all over his body on the battlefield of Confucianism, and blood mist burst out.

"Husband!"

At this moment, a galloping horse was galloping in the distance, and a gorgeous and striking figure in a red cloak hurried over. After seeing the situation in front of her, she immediately got off her horse and rushed forward.

"Miss Zhu Zhu."

On the Confucian battlefield, Bai Wangyu's expression changed slightly when he saw someone coming, why did she come here?

Before the battlefield, Zhu Zhu's figure rushed towards him, reaching out to hug the fallen boy, his beautiful face was full of anxiety.

"Husband!"

He called out loudly, so anxiously, but the seriously injured and unconscious boy could no longer hear him, covered in blood, so dazzling in the night.

Seeing this, Zhu Zhu immediately took out a elixir from his bosom and stuffed it into the former's mouth to stabilize his injury first.

After a few breaths, Zhu Zhu got up and looked at the Confucianism battlefield in front of him, his eyes were full of anger, he turned his slender hands, and nine red paper sparrows flew out.

"Burning the world!"

The red lips parted slightly, but seeing a shocking change, in the void, nine vermilion birds burned violently, and the fire spread rapidly, instantly forming the momentum of burning the sky and boiling the sea, engulfing all the big monsters below.

"what!"

There was a shrill scream, and from all sides of the battlefield, the flames of the giant monsters were blazing, and they rolled in pain.

During the battle, the disciples of the Confucianism sect who got a chance to breathe immediately formed an formation, reproducing the might of the grand sword formation.

"Get up!"

Ninety-nine forms a formation, sword energy soars into the sky, and sword lights rise one after another, turning into a sky-shattering sword energy, beating all monsters.

Outside the battlefield, the cold wind blew, and Zhu Zhu's face flashed pale. Obviously, the trick just now was not easy to use.

"Long! Long! Long!"

Just when the situation of the Confucianism war turned around, in the distance, the sound of galloping iron horses sounded, dust was flying, and at night, the four princes of the Chisong, Baidi, Huyan, and Helan clans who traveled day and night finally led the army to arrive.

"retreat!"

On the battlefield of Confucianism, the five demon kings saw that the situation had exceeded expectations, their expressions sank, and they immediately ordered to retreat.

On the other two battlefields, the demon kings understood and ordered to retreat as well.

All of a sudden, on the battlefield in all directions, the twelve demon kings, dozens of great monsters, and an endless tide of monsters quickly retreated and returned to the extreme night world.

After the demon tide receded, the battlefields on all sides were devastated, and the bones of human soldiers and monsters were everywhere.

Even the young powerhouses of Confucianism, Buddhism, and the Temple of Heaven suffered a lot of casualties.

Especially in the Temple of Heavenly Mandate, more than ten people were killed and nearly half of the envoys were injured, making them the party with the most casualties among the three major forces.

Compared with the Temple of Heavenly Mandate, the casualties of the Confucian School were much smaller. Although many disciples were injured, fortunately they all survived.

The main reason is that Faru and the two teachers of the Confucian School are extremely powerful. Even though they were held back by the five demon kings, they still saved many disciples in critical situations.

However, because Yao Guihai saved several disciples, he also suffered serious injuries, and was almost disemboweled by the demon king.

"You bastards, if you don't practice hard at ordinary times, you will only slow down at critical moments. You are really useless, hiss, it hurts me to death!"

On the battlefield, Yao Guihai sat down on the spot, clutching his injured chest, and cursed at the disciples in front of him.

The few Confucian disciples who were rescued looked ashamed and did not dare to speak back. They knew that if Yao Jiaoxi hadn't rescued them just now, they would have died at the hands of those big monsters.

"Old Yao, come quickly!"

At this time, not far away, Chen Qiaoer yelled, and walked quickly towards the front.

Before the battlefield, Zhu Zhu and Bai Wangyu were doing their best to renew the lives of Li Ziye and Chang Yu, and the situation seemed not optimistic.

"How are the two of them?"

Faru stepped forward and asked in a concentrated voice.

"very bad."

After a long time, Zhu Zhu and Bai Wangyu withdrew their hands, shook their heads with heavy expressions, and said.

"Rescue them at all costs."

Faru said in a deep voice, "We have brought a lot of elixir, don't save it, use it when you need it."

"Ah."

Bai Wangyu nodded, looked at Master Zhang in front of him, and said, "Master Zhang, don't you think there is something strange about the monster tide this time?"

After finishing speaking, Bai Wangyu looked at the comatose young man in front of him, coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said, "If brother Li hadn't tried his best to stop those big monsters today, the casualties of Confucianism might not be what they are today!"

Faru fell silent after hearing the words, glanced across the battlefield in all directions, sighed softly, and said, "I will investigate this matter strictly with the Buddhist Monarchs, Tianyu Palace, and the eight tribes of Mobei. You rest first."

"What else to check, who did it, is it so difficult to guess, and there are not many beneficiaries in this matter."

Zhu Zhu took out a handkerchief to wipe off the blood on the face of the young man in front of him, and said in a cold tone, "Senior Faru, if all the people from Confucianism, Buddhism, and Tianyu Palace are buried here tonight, your Majesty, may you I really want to become the Ninth Five-Year King of the King's Landing."

As soon as the words fell, the expressions of Faru and everyone present changed. Even though they had doubts in their hearts before, no one dared to speak out.

This matter involved not only the life and death of these people.

There is also the royal family and the entire Confucian school, and even the safety of the common people in the world.

"Zhu...Miss Zhu Zhu, you can't say these words indiscriminately, but please be careful."

Although Faru had already guessed the identity of the woman in front of him, he still pretended not to know and said seriously.

"I don't care about the affairs of the Confucianism sect and the Great Shang court, but I won't just ignore my husband's affairs. Little Red Riding Hood, come with me. I have medicine to save them here."

Zhu Zhu said something in a cold voice, and immediately picked up the unconscious young man in front of him, and walked away.

On the side, Bai Wangyu nodded, picked up Chang Yu who was also seriously injured, and silently followed.

"Handmaster!"

Behind Faru, Chen Qiaoer's expression turned cold, and she said in a deep voice, "I can't bear it any longer!"

Although they have no direct evidence for today's incident, the biggest beneficiary is undoubtedly Shang Huang.

These people who come to Mobei now are all the best of the young generation of all forces. Once they are all compromised here, no matter the Confucianism, Buddhism or Tianyu Palace, they will definitely lose their vitality.

Without the checks and balances of Confucianism, Emperor Shang's Ninth Five-Year Supreme position will be completely unshakable.

For a long time, the Confucian School has been unwilling to fight for power and profit, and has avoided the court's edge as much as possible. However, this time, the Confucian School has run out of patience, and there is no way to retreat!

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